Now I’ve often wondered about these police speed traps and other mechanized ticketing devices, especially after receiving my very own ticket-by-mail for not paying a toll as I exited Logan airport. I was pretty sure I did pay the toll, but as my ticket-by mail turned out to be a warning/reminder/look, we’ll find you notice and not an actual ticket to pay, I just forgot about it. Until I read about the dead man who’s been driving over two hundred people’s cars throughout Australia, and he’s been racking up the speeding tickets in the process.
Part of my wonderings about the mechanized ticketing procedure included mistaken identity, what if I loaned my car to some errant dead man with a propensity for speeding, a dead lead foot? It could happen. Now I know some of these speed/toll/traffic light traps include cameras, so that would help to distinguish my bad driving from that dead guy’s, but some of the cameras are trained on bumpers (all the better to pick up the licence plate and thereby track down the registered owner) and because of this and the fact that in many states only rear license plates are required, the actual driver’s identity is not captured on film. Tricky, tricky.
The way around this possibly false accusation is to swear out a statement that you weren’t driving–in Australia, that is; wonder what the law is here? Given our limited interest in personal responsibility in this country, you probably just have to cross your heart and hope to die, and that’s all well and good until you jump on the latest fad of pointing your guilty little finger at the same dead guy named by a couple hundred of your closest friends and strangers. The police were bound to catch on, right? I would have thought sometime before the same dead guy’s name came up 220 times, but . . . well, they’re busy you know, installing all those cameras and positioning them just so, it’s hard to keep up with the results of all that work, I’m sure.
As a fan of the television series Supernatural, I kind of want those hotties to go over there and check this out, maybe take me along as the bait driver to lure out the dreaded dead driver . . . .